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Summer is the season of the body. Where each day turns on the temperature, the clouds, the weather.
Plans form and dissolve like thunderclouds swelling above the mountain. I am in charge no longer; my skin, my gut, my feet tell me what to do.
Too hot to think by midday?
Retreat to the river …

I was crippled initially by the lithium mining. The timing felt uncanny.
In spring 2019 I'd put together a free challenge, a virtual invitation to gather in circle and consider how we might find a new way to right our relationship with earth.
150 or so people responded. I was thrilled, humbled …

The season of extravagant miracles does not disappoint.
Our missing bantam returns from her hiding place trailing twelve balls of yellow fluff behind her. At the current count, we have nineteen chicks, fluttering and yelling and forever being rounded up by their fierce, patient parents.
The …